Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

After cleaning Mable, Blair changed the wet sheet and covers before carrying her out.

Mable felt better, but her body had no strength.

Blair put the blanket over her and gently caressed her cheeks, which had regained a bit of color. "I'll ask the doctor to come in and take a look at you again, okay?" "No need."

Mable was fine.

She had gotten through the most painful moment. After resting for a while, she would be as good as new.

Mable held Blair's hand. "Blair, lie with me for a while."

'This is the last time.

'I guarantee that this is the last time.'

Blair could not refuse such a request from her. So, he lay down beside her and embraced her.

Mable closed her eyes and found a comfortable spot in his arms.

Blair stared at her and asked after a moment of silence. "Mabes, why haven't I heard you talk about your old illness?"

Mable casually answered after some thought, "I was injured abroad. It's old and not a big deal."

Blair clenched his fists to conceal his anger. "How is this not a big deal?! You were in so much pain!"

"It's not a big deal if I can't die from it."

"Mabes..."

Mable suddenly raised her hand to cover his eyes.

Next, she opened her eyes and kissed him.

Blair froze.

Mable gently kissed him, savoring his wine-scented breath.

The bedroom curtains were not drawn, so the sunlight shone on Blair's well-defined and handsome face. Only one side of Blair's face was in the light, while the other half was in the dark. It was mesmerizing. Mable stared obsessively at his face. She liked him very much.

She liked him so much that the thought of him loving another woman deeply made her heart ache.

Mable's eyes became teary again. She forced herself not to think about Liv and kissed Blair again.

Blair was sharp to notice that she was being unusual. He wanted to move her hand away. "Mabes, what's wrong...?"

"If you have so much to say, why don't you kiss me instead?"

Mable spoke in a husky voice. Her tantalizing breath aroused Blair.

He held her slender waist and turned to pin her down on the bed. Afterward, he lowered his head to kiss her. "As you wish!"

Unlike Mable's gentle kiss just now, Blair's kiss was overbearing.

She could always easily provoke his desire. A kiss or a word from her could make him defenseless.

In the living room downstairs.

Tracey stared at Arthur, who had returned with Blair. She widened her eyes.

She had not expected Blair to transfer Arthur back so soon.

Even so, Tracey could not care less about being happy as she was worried about Mable.

"Ethan, how did you and Mable meet?"

Tracey asked Ethan, who was organizing the medical kit.

The Millers were one of the most powerful families in Richworth. While they had known each other since they were young, Ethan was a nerd who only liked studying medicine in the lab. Since he disliked socializing, he did not hang out with them.

"I worked with her when I was abroad."

Tracey nodded. No wonder they were so familiar with each other.

"By the way, are you aware of Mabes' situation? What kind of illness does she have?"

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He had seen her blood test report. Apart from anemia, there was nothing wrong with her.